A/N:Hey people! Sorry it's been so long, I hadn't even realized it's been more than a month. I really like this chapter, and I'm sorry if it seems slow or anything, and also, if you have any questions I am open to answering them now since we are in the part of the story where it should be clear. But if it's not, don't hesitate to ask. For keeping you guys so long, there is a surprise on here! Frankly, I really love this chapter, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Oh, by the by, I have also recently divided this story into arcs, so it's easier for me to manage where I've been and where I'm going. So by this point we've already been through the Axel Arc, which was the first ten chaptersand are currently in the Xion Arc. I'd say we have a good couple more chaps of this one before we go into the next arc, which could possibly be my favorite. Of course, I won't be disclosing the name as of yet, but if you can guess it, you'll get a prize! (lol, jk, no, I don't really have anything to give you, besides details of the story, but I can't be giving those away ;D) So anyway, won't keep you anymore, I'm back in the writing mood, so you shouldn't have to wait a month again. Enjoy this 6k chapter!

Disclaimer:Y u no disclaim automatically? The site is called "fanfcition" for good reason! Lol, no, still necessary.

Axel's POV

On the drive home I was trying not to overthink this. I mean, I found out that he's not breaking up with me, so that's off my list of worries. Though he was pretty pissed that the thought had even crossed my mind. But what else was I to think? It seemed like he'd been avoiding me, and I was the one who originally fell in love with him. They always say the person who loves first loses. I think that's what they say. Never mind, the point is, people in relationships worry about these things, especially in fresh relationships. Roxy and I have only been dating for a little more than a month. He could decide to dump me. He could realize he's made a mistake in the first place for agreeing to go out with an idiot like me. He could never come back to my side, leaving me to wallow in the pieces of my broken heart. He could-

"Hey! Light's green, dumbass!" yells the driver behind me. I shake myself from my spiral of depressive assumptions and press on the gas. Overthinking this was not going to get me much of anywhere. The only person who could ease my thoughts at this point was missing most of the time. And I deduce (what am I, a detective?) that it has to do with that chick with the black hair. Xion, I think I heard him call her. I didn't trust her. All girls that looked like that, all cute and innocent and perfectly trimmed, gave me the creeps. I avoided them at all cost, which I don't understand why or more importantly, how Roxas knows her. I had to yell at myself to stop from calling to see if he was alright and figure out what was going on. Also, I was driving, so I really shouldn't be on the phone. Or thinking about all these things.

I clear my mind enough to make it home without getting into a wreck. I drag myself in, and toss my bag and stuff to the side. I'm not sure what to do right now. Roxy and I are usually hanging out until late on Mondays so…I'm not really use to being alone. I guess I could do homework or something…

My phone rings and I pick it up right away. "Hello?"

"Axel?"

Dang it. "Yes mom."

"I have overtime today, so I won't be home tonight."

"Okay." That sucks. Now I really will be alone.

"I didn't have time to make dinner before I left, but I left some money on the table. You can order some take-out or whatever you like. Stay away from the stove."

"I could have cooked something."

"Stay away from the stove."

I sigh. "Yes mother dear."

"I mean it Axel, if I come home to a hord of fire trucks again-"

"I'll order Chinese," I interrupt.

"Thank you dear. I love you."

"Love you too ma. Don't overwork yourself."

"I'll try."

I hang up and sigh again, going over to get the menu for the Chinese restaurant I like. In about 45 minutes, I'm out in the living room gorging out on lo mein and pork dumplings, attempting to do the homework I usually ignore. Truthfully I don't know how I'm passing with how little homework I do. That goes to show how unimportant it is to our grades, much less our life. I give up after a while and decide to take a nap, knowing I'm probably just going to end up sleeping on the couch until tomorrow morning. I turn on the TV to lull me to sleep, which works within the hour.

At the sound of my cell, I pry my eyes open and look over at the cable box. 1:37. Man, I've been sleeping for a while. I should probably move to my bed…oh right, my phone.

"Hello?" I answer in a groggy voice. There's silence and then a shuffling sound. "Hello?"

"…Axel."

I bolt up into a sitting position, fully awake. "Roxas? What's up, what's going on?" There's more silence. "Roxas, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I guess," I hear him answer, but his voice sounds weird.

"You guess? That doesn't sound very reassuring."

"…I'm not really…sure of anything right now," he sighs.

I stand up. "Roxas, where are you?"

After a moment he answers, "In front of your house."

I shuffle towards the door and open it to see Roxas standing there, soaking wet. When did it start raining? "Jesus Roxas, what are you doing out here? Did you walk all the way over? Hurry, get in here." I pull him in out of the cold rain. He stands at the entrance with his head down. "Take off your shoes and I'll get you a towel." I leave him to go get a towel from the closet. When I come back in, he's standing at the bottom of the stairs shivering. "Here. You can use the bathroom, I'll get you a change of clothes." We walk upstairs together and he waits for me in the bathroom. I come back with a t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. I was going to give him a pair of my sweats (they're warmer), but they would have been way too long on him. I close the door on the way out and sigh for probably the fifty-millionth time today. What was going on?

It would be weird to just stand at the door, so I go to wait in my room. I get an extra blanket out of my closet for him. A few minutes later he trots in and I almost choke on my spit.

There he stood in nothing but my t-shirt that was oversized on him.

"Roxas… I'm sure I gave you a pair of my shorts."

To answer me, he holds them up and tosses them at me. "The shirt is big enough." With that, he walks over and sits on my bed. I push down on the hormones and witty comments bubbling from inside me. Obviously Roxas wouldn't just be here for fun at nearly two o'clock in the morning.

"So uh…what brings you to this neck of the woods?" I start off with. He doesn't answer me, making me sad. "Roxas, what's going on? Do your parents know you're here?" I ask, looking up at him from where I'm sitting on the floor.

"No," he scoffs. "Don't worry, Sora knows I'm here, so…"

"Why are you here?"

"Great to know I'm welcome at my boyfriend's house," he responds sarcastically.

"That's not what I meant, and you know it. You're always welcome here. Now I know something's happened so why don't you tell me?" He shifts on my bed, but doesn't say anything. "Dammit Roxas, enough! Will you please tell me what the hell is going on? If I'm your boyfriend, then you should confide in me. Am I really that unreliable? Do you not trust me? Do you…" Do you not really love me?

It seemed that Roxas had lost all that he was using to hold himself together, because tears started to fall down his face. "I'm sorry Axel. I never meant to hurt you with all of this. I'll tell you everything." He sniffled and wiped at his eyes, to no avail. "That girl from before…Xion…is my ex-girlfriend. We went out in middle school until I broke up with her. It was my fault, I just didn't love her the way she loved me. After I figured out I was gay, I told her, and dumped her, and directly after, she found out her father was remarrying. Her mother had died a few years before, and it's still eating away at her.

Her and her family moved soon after our breakup and I hadn't heard from her until last Friday, when I found out they moved back. Apparently my mother had run into her and invited her back to our house for dinner, and she ended up staying the night and went back home the next morning. She didn't want to go back home cause her stepmom was there, with her daughter. She doesn't accept her new family, and mom was hoping I'd comfort her and we'd somehow end up back together. Mom hasn't honestly accepted that I'm gay. On Saturday, Xion was trying to get in contact with me all day, but I ignored most of them, until she sent me one that sounded like she was going to kill herself. That's why I left you in the car. Sunday, she had begged me to come to out with her family to have dinner with them. I agreed because I felt bad, but I shouldn't have done it. I hadn't learned my lesson from all those years ago, I was taking pity on her again. She got into a fight with her dad and ran off, and we all went searching for her all day. We found her that night.

I was exhausted today and got to school late, was sent to the dean and they made me work in the honors office as compensation for not marking me in my permanent record. I really didn't give a fuck, but they want to preserve this perfect-student image of me. That's when the whole thing after school happened, and I went to talk to her, but we just ended up fighting. And I went home to cool off, but things just got worse."

He stopped talking, and I rubbed his knee consolingly, not pointing out that it was no longer Monday. "Mom found out…about you. About us." I looked up at him. "She hadn't known until today. And when she found out…she relapsed. To any normal person, she sounded fine, but I had seen her go through the same thing before when I came out and she had such a bad breakdown then that she was hospitalized for a while. My breakup with Xion hurt not only her, but her family, and my family. Sorry, I kind of got off track. I'm probably not making any sense"

"It's okay Roxas. Take your time, and don't feel pressured to tell me everything." I grab his hand and squeeze it reassuringly.

He takes a deep breath before continuing. "I put her to bed, and I thought that would be that. But today just isn't my day apparently. I went to sleep as well, but woke up a few hours later when my dad burst into my room. He had went to see mom, who had woken up and told him about us. She was still relapsing and he had demanded to know what had happened. So I told him. And he got super pissed at me, saying it was my fault. Sora came in during the fight, and tried to intervene, but dad told him off, and Mom came in at all the yelling, and everyone was either angry or sad. Eventually, dad put mom back to sleep, and completely ignored me until Sora asked why dad was doing all this. And he said I was ruining this family." I look at his face again to see his head bent down, his bangs covering his eyes. "I left a little while after that, telling Sora I was coming here. Just for a while. Just until…it all stopped hurting so much."

I jump off the floor and onto the bed beside him, cradling him in my arms. He turns into me slowly, and neither of us make a sound. I just silently rub small circles on his back and place light kisses atop his head. I can feel the warmth of his tears soaking into my shirt.

"He had no right to say that you know," I say. I just had to. He has to know that none of this is his fault.

"Sora said the same thing," he mumbles. "But sometimes I feel like…I mean, I'm really a terrible person…and maybe…everything would be better if I-"

"No."

"You don't even know what I was going to say."

"I love you." He pulls back to look at my face, which was very serious. "I love you Roxas. And nothing, absolutely nothing would be 'better' if you weren't here." He stays silent as I continue. "Roxas, you are far from being a terrible person. You have to believe in your own self-worth. It's not just especially me, but a lot of people in this world want and need you. And if you were gone, we'd all be broken hearted. Especially me." He chuckles but it comes out like a snort.

"I'm so broken. I don't know why anyone would want or even need me," he says in a low voice.

"Because we're all broken. Do you know why?"

"Enlighten me," he says softly, leaning completely against me.

"Because if we were all whole, we wouldn't need anyone by our side. We're broken so we can fit ourselves into other people's lives. Leaving after you've stitched yourself into the mold would just make the hole even bigger." I can feel Roxas squeeze onto my shirt tighter.

"That was…really philosophical Axel. Didn't know you had it in you," he jokes.

"Oh thanks," I respond chuckling, pushing him lightly. He falls back onto the bed, but doesn't sit back up.

"Axel. I'm sorry if I made you feel any type of insecurity over the past few days. I should have told you from the start. I probably wouldn't have felt as crappy." He has his arm draped over his eyes causing my shirt he had on to ride up, revealing more of those short but gorgeous legs.

"Hey, it's a hard story to tell. And I'm sorry that you've been going through all this." I look down at him splayed across my bed spread.

"I'm lucky that my broken piece fits with yours. Or that I found you before anyone else did," he says, smiling like an angel. He sure looked like one, in just my red shirt which looked really good against my black duvet. It really made his eyes pop too, like a sparkling shell in the sand. I really just wanted to take him, I mean, he was already in my bed, so half the work was-

Aaaand were just gonna stop right there buster. Roxas is here for comfort. What better comfort than the comfort of se- NO. Not that. It would be like I was taking advantage of his emotional disposition. Come ooon, he's not even wearing pants. He's basically inviting you. No he isn't. Oh yes he is, that sexy little vixen-

"Axel, why are you staring at me like you're going to eat me?"

"What? Oh, no, I was just…" I turn so he can't see my growing erection. "I was…I was, uh." Okay, all the blood had apparently left my head and gone straight to my dick. It's probably why the horny side of my internal conflict was winning.

"What's the matter?" he asks concerned, trying to sit up. But I quickly push him back down, falling half on-top of him in the process and pinning him to the bed.

"Uh…hi," I say, lamely.

"Hello Axel…and Axel jr."

Oh god.

"I'm sorry Roxas," I quickly apologize, trying to get up. But Roxas, the sexy little vixen who apparently is trying to seduce me now, holds me back by locking his arms around my neck.

"What's there to be sorry for, Ax?" he says smoothly.

"Well, I know you're upset and all."

"I'm feeling a lot better now." His fingers gently run through my hair.

"And you only came to visit."

"It's too late to be heading home." He pulls his leg up so his thigh is pushing against my crotch, making me grunt.

"My…my mom won't be home until later this morning…" I trail off, leaning down closer to him.

"I don't get it. Are you trying to get me to go, or to stay?" I can feel his breath on my face. It smells of peppermint.

"Stay." It was the last thing I could get out before I attack. I'm on him in a heartbeat, kissing every piece of exposed skin. He squirms when I get to his neck, but I don't linger. I go at his legs, nipping at his thigh right below the hem. "Mm, you look so sexy in my clothes," I huff and I nudge the shirt up even further. He's panting at my teasing and grabs hold of my hair. "Do you want more Roxy?" I ask before kissing the tip of his erection through his boxers. His back arches off the bed as he breathes out 'yes'. I grab his boxers with my teeth and slowly pull them down until his lower member pops out. After that, I just ripped them off completely, tossing them across my room and making my way back up his body, kissing along his legs. "Mmmm, how did I get such a gorgeous creature?" I finally make it to his cock, and kiss and lick the tip.

"Ah! Axel…please…d-don't tease m-me…" he pants, trying to get me to go lower. I lick the underside of his shaft before fully engulfing him in my mouth. He groans loudly as I begin to bob my head up and down. He's moaning my name and other incoherent sounds as I continue my onslaught. I can feel him begin to pulse in my mouth and I give one final suck as he releases. Swallowing it all, I let him go with a 'pop'. I lick my lips, making him blush. "Roxy, you're so hot when you moan for me." I go to shove my tongue down his throat while he happily concedes, wrapping his legs around my waist. We're languidly rolling our tongues around each other, as if exploring the other's mouth for the first time. I will never get tired of kissing Roxas. It made me feel like I was experiencing the best high of my life.

He's moved away from my mouth and climbs his way to my ear. I try to get him back to my abandoned lips before he-

"Ahhhh," I moan so loudly I can feel the vibration all the way to my toes. Roxas smirks at my immensely pleasured face.

"Ooh, have I found Axey's sweet spot?" he coos, kissing me right behind the ear, making my dick twitch in arousal.

Before he can continue his attacks (which I was convinced he was using as payback from all the times I've sucked on his neck) I rip his(my) shirt off, tossing them in the same general direction as his boxers flew minutes ago. He yelps when I shove him down onto the bed.

"Are you sure you wanna do this Roxy?" I ask in a low growl. It was clear from how far we'd taken this that we both wanted to go further. But I knew that Roxas was a virgin, and this should be special for him. But the smoldering look he sends me doesn't help me to believe I'd be able to stop now if he decided to say no.

"Yes Axel. I want you. I want you…" He brings my head down, reconnecting our lips in the sweet savory pleasure of all that is Roxas. "I want you to take me."

I don't believe that any words I might try to weave into a sentence would show how much I truly love him, adore him, promise to be there for him, swear never to hurt him. So I just kiss him as sweetly as the universe knows how. After a minute, I slowly pull away and pull off my shirt. I can see Roxy ogling me, making me chuckle as I open my dresser draw. Extracting a bottle of lube and a condom, I place them on the pillow next to Roxy's head. After that I'm sliding my pants off, letting them fall to the floor. As I'm uncapping the bottle, he grabs my wrist.

"What's wrong love?"

He blushes and squirms under me. "C-could you…tell me…what you, you know…"

"…do you want me to explain to you as I do it?" He doesn't answer, just nods, face beat red, his bangs falling in his eyes again. I'm really going to have to talk to him about that.

But right now I have bigger fish to fry, and god dayum, how much hotter could he get?

"Okay then. I'll explain it very well," I purr in his ear, making him moan. "Since it's your first time, I have to prepare you real good." I pour some of the lube on my fingers and rub them together. Roxy's eyes are wide and looking at my fingers like the best dessert he's ever seen. "I'm going to loosen you up, so it doesn't hurt when I enter you." With that little warning, I slide one finger into his hole. He tenses so much, I'm afraid he'll cut blood circulation to my finger. "Roxy…you gotta relax…"

"It…hurts…" he grunts, his eyes squeezed shut in pain.

"I know love, but the more you tense up, the more it will hurt. If you're relaxed I'll be able to slip in and slip out," I explain softly. After a few deep breathes he nods, and I continue with my preparation. The hands on my shoulders are tight, his nails digging into my flesh, but they loosen up after a few minutes. His grunts of pain have morphed into small sighs of pleasure. I slowly slip another finger in, making his back arch slightly. My fingers scissor his entrance and I add another one of my fingers during the process. With all three in, he's still tight, but his face isn't contorted with so much pain anymore. One of my fingers brush against his wall, making him scream.

"Sorry. Did that hurt?" I ask quickly, stilling my fingers.

"Ahhhh, no it didn't, it felt so fucking good, don't stop, idiot," he moaned, to both our surprise. I smirk knowing that I'd found his male g-spot.

"That felt really good, Roxy?" he nods shyly. How could he be getting shy over this now? "That's your prostrate. It's like a-"

"I know what a prostrate is," he pants.

"That's good to know. What's also good to know," I push on it again, making him moan loudly, "is that it is in a very nice spot." Taking a break from talking, I proceed with the stretching, bumping his prostrate every few times, making Roxy positively squirm in pleasure. Not wanting him to cum just yet, I pull my fingers out. The slick sound of my fingers sliding out of his boy is enough to make me come, but I reel it in.

Roxy grabs me, his body shaking slightly. Without even saying anything, I know what he wants.

"Just a sec Roxy," I tell him as I move out of my boxers. "I need to prepare myself too." Squirting some more of the strawberry-flavored lube on my hand, I give my cock a few strokes. "It goes in better if I'm coated too." Though there was probably enough pre-cum on it to make it slide in easily. After adorning myself with the conom, I pull his hips towards mine, his legs resting around my waist. "Are you ready for me Roxy?" Breathing in and out slowly (good boy), he nods, and it's all that's keeping me at bay. Lining myself up, I push into his hole slowly. I groan as I try to push through his tight walls. I can see him wincing the more I go in, and it's the first time I've ever cursed my size. Carefully, I lean over him and place my lips on his. Maneuvering my tongue into his mouth causes him to relax into me. He put his arms around my neck to pull me further into his mouth. I give him time to adjust during our make-out session. I think his mind blanked out because when I roll my hips slightly, he gasps.

"Ah," he groans as I pull almost all the way out. He doesn't have time to protest before I slam back into him, hitting his prostrate dead-on. "AH! Ah!" I do it again, and he moans even louder.

Getting into a pace, I kiss the shell of his ear. "You're so fucking tight Roxy," I groan. It was true. His walls were surrounding every inch of me.

"Ah…Axel…I can feel…all of you," he pants on each thrust. I chuckle at his statement, and dig in harder, making him go even louder.

"Yeah Roxy. I feel you all around me." At the constant coils in my stomach, I pick up my pace, and ram into Roxas like there's no tomorrow. His legs wrap around me tightly, making me go even deeper into him. "Ah, you feel so good."

"Mm, ah, you feel even better," he says half-laughing, half-moaning and the sound of it makes me even harder, if that's even possible. "Oooh, I feel you getting bigger. Does this feel good, baby?" He rolls his hips with my thrust, making me groan consistently.

"Yes…fuck yes," I respond, bracing myself on my forearms on either side of his head. I sneak a hand down his body to grab his cock, and jerk him off in time with my thrusts.

"Axel! Oh baby, yeah, fuck yes! Yes! Ah, do me good baby, fuck me harder!"

Also good to know? Roxas got a potty mouth in heat.

"You like it don't you, Roxas? You like the feel of me in you." I start going faster.

"Oh yes! It's like, ah, nothing, ah, I've ever felt!" My bed starts creaking under us, and we're both panting like mad men.

"Ugh, I-I'm cumming," I groan, getting that feeling in the bottom of my gut. It was big and hot, and I knew I was about to have the best orgasm I'd had in months.

"Me too! Ah, I'm cumming! Cum with me, baby! Cum in me! Fill me up to the brim! AH!"

I came so hard, my vision blacked out for a moment. I stilled as my semen poured from out of me into my boyfriend (well, the condom in my boyfriend.) But damn, if it wasn't the best feeling I'd ever felt, in my life. After I finally calmed down, I pull from out of him and roll over after tossing the condom. He turns so he's lying on my chest, his leg draped over mine. "Damn Roxy. For your first time, that was fantastic."

"I told you I was a fast learner," he says, out of breath. I smile and kiss his temple. Then the top of his head.

"Catch your breath love, I'm not going anywhere," I say in a low voice. He stretches his arm over my chest and tightens his grip.

"You're damn sure right about that, cause I'm not letting you go."

…

I'm toweling off in front of the bathroom mirror later that morning. My hair is slicked back from the shower, but I gave up a long time ago on trying to tame my hair. I just let it air-dry.

"Roxy, you done?" I call out. After a few seconds I hear the water turn off, and a cute little blond head peek from around the curtain.

"Yeah. Could you pass me a towel?"

I grab the towel I had gotten from the linen closet off the sink counter and pass it to him. He sneaks his hand out then shuts the curtain again.

"I don't understand why you're hiding. I've already seen every inch of you…" I mutter. He sticks his arm out and I hand him his clothes from yesterday, dry now. "There's no need to be shy."

"It's not shyness, Axel. It's dignity. Let me keep it, please." After a few minutes, he pulls back the curtain and steps out of the tub, fully clothed.

"What happened to that sexy little vixen who was talking to me dirty a few hours ago?"

"He's gone. Mention him again, especially to anyone else, and I will personally make sure you can never have sex again," he growls. I knew my Roxy was just embarrassed though. It was a slight letdown that he wasn't being all cutesy like last night, or sexy as fuck aforementioned hours ago. But I guess he was right. That Roxas was gone.

Gone until I got him in heat again.

While I'm thinking of ways to get him hot and bothered, he stands in front of me to fix his hair.

"Ooh, the secret to Roxy's hair-primping," I tease.

"Which you won't get to see because I don't have any of my hair-products here." I don't point out the feminism of what he said. "Now, you just get to see it natural."

"Which is?"

"Remember that day I was wearing that white button-down with the skull tie and an obnoxiously red sweater?"

"Yes. Though I don't think the redness of the sweater classifies as obnoxious."

"Do you remember what my hair looked like that day?"

Sexy as all hell. "Fuck yes."

"That's how it is natural. Or what I like to call, 'a day without products/people hiding my blow-dryer'." He brushes his bangs out of his eyes, just to have them fall back. I open the mirror and grab a few pins.

"Pin it back, love. It's always covering your gorgeous eyes." I don't wait for him to respond. I just sit on the sink counter and pull him closer to me. Looming over him, I part his bangs off to the side and pin it. "Cute. Has your hair gotten longer?"

"Yes. I never used to have this problem before. I need to go get it cut."

I bend down and kiss his now exposed forehead. "It's cute like this though. But it's up to you, love."

"Okay…" I snuggle him in my arms and he rest his head on my bare chest. "Axel. Why haven't you put on clothes yet." I love when he questions me without questioning me.

I look down at my towel clad body. "There in my room. Unlike you, I don't dress when I'm in the shower," I say, flicking his forehead.

"Not by choice! At home I dress in my room too! This isn't my house!" he yells, holding his forehead. "Speaking of which, when is your mother getting home?"

"I don't know, another hour or so? Come on. Let's get some breakfast and then head out." We brush our teeth before exiting the bathroom.

On the way down the steps he asks if I'm going to put on clothes, to which I answer 'until there's caffeine in my system'.

I've got the coffee machine going while Roxas stands next to me. "Are you sure you're okay, Roxas? I was kinda rough with it for your first time."

He sighs, but turns to look me in the eye. "For the seventh time Axel, I'm fine. Yes, my hips are a little sore, and my voice is a little hoarse, but I'm fine altogether." He looks away and blushes slightly. "Sated, is the better word," he near but mumbles. But I hear him.

"I'm glad. Because I don't know how long I'll be able to wait for our next sexy bout. Speaking of which." I pick up a surprised Roxas and place him on the counter. "I could go for a little roll in the hay right now."

"Not on your countertop we're not," he protest, but doesn't push me away when I start nipping his ear.

"But Roxy, you're so beautiful." Kiss. Kiss. Nip. Nip.

"You're always saying that…" he says. I've moved down to his cheeks.

"Nah, I'm always saying you're gorgeous. But today, you're beautiful." I finally kiss his lips, only lingering for a few seconds.

"…really?

"You're positively glowing, love."

He giggles as I kiss his neck.

"So tomorrow I'll be gorgeous again?" He wraps his arms around me, completely forgetting that he was opposed to the idea of being on the counter.

"I'll come up with a new word everyday then. You'll never be gorgeous again." This makes him laugh and I look at his face, filled with amusement and adorned with a smile. He really is the most beautiful person I know. Next to my mom of course.

And as if the thought had summoned her, I once again hear a thud. But this time, it was just the front door. Which is open to the kitchen due to the house's open-design plan.

Roxas looks petrified. Mom looks shocked. I am trying to hold in my laughter.

"Roxas dear, I wasn't expecting to see you here so early in the morning," she says with a smile.

"And I wasn't expecting to see you for another hour," Roxas hisses at me in a low voice, adorned with a death-glare.

"Or so, love, or so," I point out, but this answer does not appease him.

He quickly hops off the counter while my mother is putting away her work-bag. "I'm sorry to intrude so early, Ms. Lynch."

"Oh no, it's absolutely fine. I was just surprised, is all. Really Axel? What did I tell you about walking around the house naked? Until you pay bills, you know the drill. No shirt. No pants. No coffee." She takes off her blazer and sighs as if a large weight had been taking off her shoulders. "I'm kind of running on zero-hours of sleep since the past…" She looks at her watch, "nineteen hours."

"Jesus," me and Roxas say simultaneously.

"And call me Arianna, dear," she chirps, pouring herself a cup of the just finished pot of coffee I made.

"Why are you drinking coffee? Shouldn't you be going to bed?" I chide.

"And shouldn't you be off to school?" she replies. Damn. She just doesn't want to admit she's a coffee addict.

"But we haven't eaten-"

"We'll pick up something on the way," Roxas cuts in. "Right Axel?" He's smiling up at me, but I can feel underlying daggers etching into my side.

"Uh, yeah. We're late and stuff. I'll see you later mom. And for all our sakes, please get some sleep."

"Will do, captain. Have a nice day you two." She kisses me on the cheek and Roxas atop his head. "Roxas dear, you look a little different today."

"Ah, cause he's got his hair down," I say.

"No, not that, though that is cute, by the way." She stares at him, making him look around, anywhere but her scrutinizing eyes. I could understand. One look into her eyes, and she can read you like an open book. Moms.

"Your skin looks smoother. And you're emitting a really good aura. Kinda like when you just eat ice-cream. Or just had-"

"AND, we'll be going don't wanna be late thanks for having me over Ms. Lynch I mean Arianna see you another time have a good rest!"

"See you dear! Oh, you might want Axel to put some clothes on before you drag him outside."

And with that, I got dressed and we escaped out of the house.

"Can you believe my mom could tell? Roxas, I know you like to keep things about yourself private, but I think the whole school's going to find out once they set eyes on you." We're already in my car. He groans as I start up the engine.

"I don't understand. I don't feel any different. I didn't look any different when I was looking at myself in the mirror." After putting on his seatbelt, he slides down in his seat. "Sora's gonna have an over-hyper attack and Yuffie's gonna have a fucking picnic with this," he whines. I rub his knee consolingly.

"It's okay Roxas. They'll just know how deep our love is." He mutters something about how deep our loving is, and smacks me after I make a lewd comment. "But they can't take away what's important."

"I suppose you're right. I still love you."

"And I still love you," I say. I turn to him and close my eyes. Almost instantly his lips meet mine. Complete harmony.

Please. In all honesty. Tell me what you thought of the love scene. Feedback would be much appreciated and helpful for future endeavors. Just please keep in mind that this was their first time and Roxas was (hehe) a virgin.